As soon as Matthew shifts, the scent of blood tickles his nostrils drawing his gaze toward Sally's shoulder. There's sadness there, but also a disturbing hint of hunger that scares even him. Pulling his glance away, he takes a cautious step forward ...
and nearly yowls in agony.
After several deep breaths, he begins limping in the direction of the locus, doing his best to move beyond the constant pain brought about by every movement. Don't apologize. You did what you had to. And thank you ... both of you ... for bringing me back.
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